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Later in the evening, on this particular Wednesday, my ex will be moving all of her belongings out of my living space. I call it mine, because she is never here and doesn't participate in any of the domestic chores that must be completed for the sake of maintaining "healthy living". I am rather relieved to see her leave. As of now, I question if we will ever communicate again. So much for believing in a psychic, who predicted that Sam and I would experience difficulties, but then survive our differences as a couple. Ha...... what a joke!
Sam needs to find herself. I would never begrudge her efforts. In fact, at one time, I was angry with her for messing with our future. Maybe there never was a supposed future with the two of us in the same context. People are nothing more than encounters of limitless knowledge. We all have to learn the most crucial lessons through excrucitating emotional pain. This is my destiny, although rather burdensome. My battles may never be conquered, but I will persevere with the courage of a soldier.
Sam needs to find herself. I would never begrudge her efforts. In fact, at one time, I was angry with her for messing with our future. Maybe there never was a supposed future with the two of us in the same context. People are nothing more than encounters of limitless knowledge. We all have to learn the most crucial lessons through excrucitating emotional pain. This is my destiny, although rather burdensome. My battles may never be conquered, but I will persevere with the courage of a soldier.